Mr. Huo, a Kind Soul Who Will Definitely See It Through...

A black limited edition Maybach was parked outside the villa, exuding an air of luxury and dominance that perfectly matched its owner, Huo Qing'ang.

As they exited the villa, Zhou Yan, who had been waiting by the car, immediately stepped forward. He assisted Huo Qing'ang into the backseat and then folded the wheelchair and stowed it in the trunk. Finally, he returned to the driver's seat, started playing Mozart's album on a loop, and began driving smoothly.

The entire sequence of actions was executed seamlessly, like flowing clouds and running water, leaving Gu Pianpian astonished. She had completely forgotten about Zhou Yan, who had helped her board the car.

Zhou Yan rolled down the window and leaned out, politely reminding her, "Madam Huo, please get in the car."

Gu Pianpian nodded but made no move to step closer to the vehicle. She stood by the car door, her brows slightly furrowed, her misty eyes revealing a sense of unease. "Mr. Huo, may I ask where my master is?"